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At Rome I love Tibur; then, like a weathercock, at Tibur Rome.
At Rome I love Tibur; then, like a weathercock, at Tibur Rome.
If thou thy selfe canst doe it, attend no others helpe or hand.
If thou thy selfe canst doe it, attend no others helpe or hand.
It's a bold mouse that nestles in the catts eare.
It's a bold mouse that nestles in the catts eare.
Manie things are lost for want of asking.
Manie things are lost for want of asking.
Leave her to Heaven,
And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,
To prick and sting read more
Leave her to Heaven,
And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,
To prick and sting her.
Give thy thoughts no tongue.
Give thy thoughts no tongue.
Don't long for the unripe grape.
Don't long for the unripe grape.
Must I give way and room to your rash choler?
Must I give way and room to your rash choler?
She acquires momentum as she advances. [The progress of Fame or
Rumour.]
She acquires momentum as she advances. [The progress of Fame or
Rumour.]
